Tag Archives: Istanbul

I usually spend Thanksgiving in my own bed with my worn-out Pokémon sheets (don’t judge, you wish you had ‘em all). Instead of stuffing, the turkey I eat at the typical family friend potluck is filled with Chinese sticky rice. … Continue reading →

I want to come up with an interesting sentence to begin this reflection on my first days in Istanbul, but my lack of sleep and confusion of language has created a brick wall that no creativity can penetrate. I can … Continue reading →